SORAT’H, FIFTH MEHL
SORAT’H, FIFTH MEHL: Forsaking the jewel, he is attached to the shell; nothing will come of it. O my mind, meditate forever on the Perfect, Supreme Lord God, the Transcendent Lord. ||1|| Meditate in remembrance on the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, O mortal. Your frail body shall perish, you ignorant fool. || Pause|| Illusions and dream-objects possess nothing of greatness. Without meditating on the Lord, nothing succeeds, and nothing will go along with you. ||2|| Acting in egotism and pride, his life passes away, and he does nothing for his soul. Wandering and wandering all around, he is never satisfied; he does not remember the Name of the Lord. ||3|| Intoxicated with the taste of corruption, cruel pleasures and countless sins, he is consigned to the cycle of reincarnation. Nanak offers his prayer to God, to eradicate his demerits. ||4||11||22||